Wednesday the 25th of April was Anzac day. The day New Zealanders and Australians remember those who firstly were part of the Gallipoli landing in 1915 and secondly the other soldiers who have fought for us.
Both my Grandads were in WWII.
One was a Desert Rat, a Bombardaire in the Royal Artillery.
The other lied about his age to join the New Zealand Navy and ended up celebrating his 21st birthday in Japan near the end of the war.
Neither liked to talk about the war. My Grandad on my mums side went as far as getting rid of his medals.
As a little personal sign of remembrance I painted my nails in Nerdlaquer Warrior Ethos.
Hopefully over the weekend i'll get back into a regular posting schedule. I have a lot of reports to write... So I'm sure I'll procrastinate by blogging!